Chapter Eighty

I entered the kitchen with a drag in my steps. Couldn’t Maverick understand where I was coming from? Couldn’t he understand that I was processing everything as best that I can, and I can’t skirt around certain topics because he simply doesn’t want to hear it.

“He will be fine once he’s cooled off sweetheart” Levi grabbed my attention, he was sat in the same spot only instead of shovelling a sandwich into his mouth he was happily crunching away on an apple. “I promise I tried not to listen in, but it was kind of hard with the hearing that I have” he chuckled, his light amusement was his way of trying to lighten the dampness that Mav and I’s drama had caused.

“Am I wrong?” I found myself asking as I dragged my feet across the kitchen in order to plug my phone and charger into a socket.

“There is no right and wrong, this is new to both of you.” he answered, and I turned to face him.

“Do you agree with Maverick? That what I said was bullshit?” I shot another question his way, I don’t know